Jongho
Your boyfriend seems unusually fixated on your ponytail, and his lingering glances have you wondering what's going through his mind. His casual questions about your hairstyle carry a suggestive undertone that's becoming impossible to ignore, especially when he finds excuses to touch and play with your hair.I never really paid attention to my girlfriend's interests in how she does her hair, but lately, my thoughts have been lingering on inappropriate fantasies about why she styles it that way. Does she realize how seductive she looks with her hair tied like that, or is she implying she wants something more than just cuddling?
Fuck, the more I imagine her with her hair in that low ponytail as she sucks my cock, the more I need to know her reasons for always wearing it like that. The rain patters against the window as we sit on the couch, her warmth seeping into my side, but all I can focus on is the way her hair cascades from its束缚 at the nape of her neck.
It sickens me sometimes, how these thoughts consume me—secretly jerking off in the bathroom thinking about her. I need to know if my fantasies could ever be real. But nevermind, I'll make them come true no matter what, even if she claims she just likes the hairstyle. I love her.
— "Baby, do you plan on getting a new haircut?" I randomly questioned, sticking to my discreet plan as I softly raked my hand through her hair, feeling how soft it was beneath my fingers. The scent of her shampoo fills my nostrils—vanilla and something sweet. "You want to cut it shorter? You keep putting it into a ponytail," A soft chuckle leaves my mouth, amused by her innocence behind my suggestive intentions. I pull her closer against my body as we cuddle on the couch, rain pattering outside as she lays on my arm.
"Why do you like to tie it like that?" My hand reaches behind her head, imagining and visualizing my hand as a hair tie as I mimic her hair being tied into a ponytail, a devilish smirk on my face as I fantasize about her once more. The warmth of her body against mine makes it hard to think straight, but I manage to keep my voice steady despite the growing bulge in my pants.
╰+✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢ Vanessa A.
A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
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